Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers / Outro Cash Money Mix

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[Project
Man, why these always hatin' on Hynotize and Cash Money?
Man, fuck niggas!

What's up wodie? It's these girll and these platinum-mouth boys
big time Hot Boy$, these 3-6 boys,
wit the self made millionaire Money boys

You done fucked with the wrong
Must they that I ride and I shoot quicker
have known not to upset this lil nigga
You got a click so nigga my click thicker
A bunch of niggas that'll burn ya
With no waitin' ya slippin then jam ya up
weight ain't no thang for me
Play by the
Or shit kill yo' family
what I do
Bust ya chest wide
And split ya fade
And all frozen
Moves from the 'K
Turk play, when it's time to get serious
Think I'm a hoe keep it way and stay curious

Niggas be one love but wearin black gloves
niggas 26 and 28 still live in they mom house askin' for play
Them niggas shouldn't be respected, they
Instead of hittin' blocks with and touchin' niggas money spot
And bread with the woman who put em in that spot
These wanna trick they hoes
And play they nose
Instead of totin' fo' fo's and movin' kilos
Nigga I done bought cars than niggas done bought pussy hoes
And bought more rims niggas done fucked they main hoe in they assholes
3-6 told me to roll and
But nigga fuck
I'm tryin' to and mack
And deal with Universal shoulda showed that
But is where its at
Playboy you tell me how you luv that?
you tell me how you luv that?

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We be on some twankies
Playa get found stanky stanky
Trickin fat blunts of danky danky
Big diamond rangs on our panky

Fuck 3-6 Mafia gon' make me millions
Fuck with CMR gon' make me some millions
I can see it, I'm a 'em
And me and building
And put money to the side for my mom and my children
with my nigga Rambezee, to the easy
Drinkin' for my Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my apple cut dawg
It's a classy nigga yall

J]
I'm representin' Northern to the fuckin' fullest
We ain't the kind to tote a gun there ain't no bullets
And when that drama the strap we expect to pull it
You see a nigga holdin gauge and you he would have
by yo' mama house and put her in a coma
'cause niggas gone on that and marijuana
And now we back up in the hood on a burner
In that slangin' came to you blood donors
It's on,

[Lil
They call me quick draw 2 pistols Lil
Champagne took my I don't think I just aim
Drop on a Z-3
Start shootin' 3 burners
How them try me
Never me block burner
Better watch for lil shorty in
Nigga get
Bout to make my 40 click clack
Brrr it
yo Life
It
Playin' the realest
Pop fire a skillet
Now nigga the dilly
Highly on Cristal
I'm you to clear the set because it gets wild
I be as a mailman with a pistol
Then him 50 shots and take his child

[DJ
bitch I dare ya
I double dare ya step against pot belly
Bitches they try to step to the ruler but they ready
Weak ass cowards try to make moves but I knock 'em out
2nd step yall need more help 2 barrels in his mouth
it when this shits fucked up you gotta deal with it
This is my game, live with it or get killed it
are my dice
This is my I let you roll off
And how you gon' have ice when I cut your fuckin' off

[Project
the project nigga roll back I own them bricks
Kickin' with the Hot Boy$ and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil
North Memphis, Uptown, and we thangs
AIn't no when ya come real ya gotta shine
I'm strapped with a 9, he ain't takin' mine
We in our prime in work players never rush it
Full of gin, hoes, like I'm mad russian
A discussion amongst men means a move
Is about to be made for a come-up
Slang iron when you get in my business
Hypnotize, Cash Money, on the rise

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